Chapter 1947 Broken Heaven

Lex set out for his mission full of focus and drive, ready to face the challenges that the Arch-Heaven put in his way. Well, he was mentally ready, at least, because reality soon proved that he was grossly underprepared to overcome the simple hurdle of travel.

It wasn’t that his legs didn’t work, or that the path was blocked. No, the damn Arch-Heaven, despite its grandiosity and all the promise that it held, was broken as hell. Not broken in the sense that the difficulty was too high. No, it was literally broken!

There he was, minding his own business, not at all trying to pull out a herb from the ground that smelled divine. Perhaps, by accident, or through some strange twist of fate, the herb was pulled out of the ground and fell into his hands.

What would normally happen after that? Not much. Being a humble yet resourceful person, Lex would obviously make use of the herb – that bit wasn’t the issue. The issue was that once the herb was removed from the ground, the loose soil would normally fall in to fill in the gap left behind by the herb.

What actually happened was quite different. The awesome, intimidating, overbearing laws of this place – the very ones that were rigid and unmovable – were not complete. Something about removing the herb – no, eh, something about the herb leaving its spot in the ground caused a situation that the laws hadn’t accounted for.

As a former programmer, Lex was actually quite familiar with the concept. While designing an application, or perhaps even a single feature in an application, it was actually quite common to overlook the possibility of certain action.

A very simple example was if a program requested the user to input a color, but the user instead input a number. Since the program wouldn’t be designed to handle the number, since it was overlooked, the program or application might crash. This was a very basic and simple example, and it was also very easy to fix.

For example, the user might be restricted from entering numbers, or inputting irrelevant information may cause a prompt to appear requesting that the user put in the requested information.

In this overall example, the issue presented was small, the consequence of it was not significant, and it was easy to fix. Now one may wonder what would happen if the laws that governed all of reality were incomplete, or were faced with an unprecedented situation.

Others may wonder this, but Lex never had because that would be absurd. This was real life, not a program. How could reality be akin to programming, and how could reality be left with obvious and simple flaws? In the case of a program, such a situation might cause the program to crash, so was reality also supposed to crash if such a thing happened? Preposterous. Or so he thought.

The herb being removed from the soil somehow presented a situation that the laws had not accounted for, and while fortunately that did not cause Arch-Heaven to crash, it resulted in what Lex could only describe as a Lawstorm.

Every law in existence, despite already being so overbearing that the very environment of Arch-Heaven weighed under them, entered a wild and abnormal state. Suffice to say, reality lost all meaning at that point.

There was no ground underneath his feet, no air around him, no sky above him. Colors existed only because they were screaming and spiritual energy was the oil in which reality was being deep fried.

The small, insignificant herb which had caused this entire debacle was ground to dust while Lex, inadvertently, took a beating from every law in existence, all at once without being able to resist in any way. In fact, his existence itself was resistance, which is why while the laws of the Arch-Heaven raged, they sought to pulverize him as well.

Their flaw was being corrected by means Lex could not fathom nor sense because, very genuinely, in a split second he had been brought to the verge of death, unable to even process the situation let alone respond.

But, once again, as always, Lex’s insane durability proved its worth. His body, which was stronger and tougher than even that of Celestials, bore the chaos of the Lawstorm for the absolute tiniest micro-second, long enough for a protective barrier to appear around him.

Vaguely, as his mind faded into the darkness, Lex recognized the barrier to be from the same origin as the red light that had restricted his body during the registration scan.

Then he fell unconscious, entirely unable to control his body, or even sense it in any way. Jack, who was already in a terrible mood, trembled and nearly fell to his knees. It felt as if his soul had been ripped to shreds, leaving him weakened and severely injured. For a few seconds, he genuinely thought that Lex had died, and that thought filled him with as much shock as it did terror.

Fortunately, the sensation lasted only a few seconds, for through the agony that was a soul injury, he sensed Lex already beginning to heal. It was already no longer a simple thing to kill a normal Heaven Immortal let alone Lex, whose resilience far exceeded the norm.

“How is one even supposed to watch out for that?” Jack could not help but mutter. After a few more seconds, once he was sure that Lex was not dead and was continuing to heal, he turned his attention back to the matter in front of him. It wasn’t as if there was anything he could do to help out Lex. In fact, just by staying alive and safe, he became a source of energy for Lex’s recovery, albeit a very slow source that could barely send any usable energy due to the immense distance between them.

However, since this was the first time either of them had come this close to dying, this was the first time he sensed it. Not even during the Primordial tribulation had Lex been in such a bad state.

But that was not his concern at the moment. No, Jack was focused on the results of the formation he had secretly laid out in this Major realm.

The Nexus event was approaching, and it was coming much faster than he had originally expected.

“I need to find a way to get out of this realm,” he muttered, fully aware that there was no way out. The entire realm was being besieged, and now that the existence of the Midnight Inn had attracted more attention, special layers had been created to block the golden key teleportation as well.

Basically, he was stuck in there.